The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 86
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Episode 86
“Lucas, are you feeling better now?”
The stable keeper who had spoken with him a few times called out to Lucas.
Lucas silently nodded his head.
“You don’t know how shocked I was when you came back so seriously injured that time.”
Not long ago, Lucas had gone out to help with the festival and returned badly hurt.
The servants were startled to see Lucas return injured and asked what had happened, but he only answered that he had fallen.
No one believed those words, but since he wouldn’t tell them what really happened, there wasn’t much they could do to pry it out of him, and they had little to say.
The stable keeper looked over Lucas’s sturdy body and passed by.
Lucas, left alone in Evantes, fell into thought.
His master had fled.
However, Lucas was still here.
He would continue to stay here until orders came from his master.
Lucas had been secretly sending notes using magic all this time.
The method of sending notes was very simple.
He would attach notes to the soles of other people’s shoes or their luggage, making the notes slip through the narrow gap under doors without being detected.
Lucas mainly used the gatekeepers for this purpose. He attached notes to their bodies.
This level of magic was easy enough for him to do simply, but anything beyond that was difficult for Lucas to perform.
Lucas recalled the note he had secretly sent before Rihardt fled.
[Do not trust the maid.]
Lucas had definitely written and sent that. Additionally.
[She might be a demon worshipper. Even if she’s not a demon worshipper, she’s not someone you can trust.]
He had earnestly pleaded not to trust that maid under any circumstances.
…Though his master would surely handle things well on his own.
Lucas looked up at the empty sky.
The sky was blue now that the rainy season had ended.
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The land was so parched that not even a blade of grass could grow, and there wasn’t a drop of water to be found anywhere around.
Heavy, rough air swept across his cheeks like a cutting wind.
Cough.
Rihardt coughed up blood once again.
Staggering and walking precariously, he finally couldn’t endure it and collapsed.
Rihardt had escaped through the maze in the Count’s Manor.
The teleportation portal in the Count’s Maze was connected to the Cursed Land.
He had no idea why the Count’s Maze was connected to a place known to be cursed.
“…Cough.”
Rihardt coughed up blood again.
The Cursed Land was nothing more than a giant cage for Rihardt, who was a transcendent.
He was already in a situation where his life had been severely damaged from overexerting his power.
He felt pain as if his heart was being torn apart.
“…Ha.”
Rihardt lay collapsed on the ground, looking up at the dark sky where not a single point of light was visible.
Suddenly, he remembered the letter he had received from Lucas.
[Do not trust the maid.]
[She might be a demon worshipper. Even if she’s not a demon worshipper, she’s not someone you can trust.]
Rihardt wasn’t unaware either.
The meaningful expressions Roji sometimes wore, and her eyelashes that trembled like someone with something to hide whenever she told him not to betray her.
He remembered all those small, trivial actions.
However, Rihardt had pretended not to see all those anxieties and suspicions, pushing them aside as he became deeply intoxicated by the woman’s scent.
The result of pursuing only the pleasure the woman offered was ‘this.’
Not only had he damaged his life by forcibly attempting to escape, but he had crawled into a cage by himself.
“…Ah.”
Only laughter came out.
Why on earth had he pushed aside all suspicions and trusted that woman?
What was that woman to him?
He couldn’t understand it.
Rihardt clenched his fist tightly.
He couldn’t die here.
He would meet her again. So he had to get up.
His body was no different from broken porcelain.
However, just as broken porcelain is forcibly glued together to maintain its original form, Rihardt ignored his crumbling body and stood up.
And he walked.
Remembering only the day he would meet the woman again.
But sometimes there are things that willpower alone cannot accomplish.
The porcelain eventually broke.
No matter how long pieced-together porcelain maintains its form, it’s destined to crumble and return to fragments.
Rihardt’s body eventually collapsed as well.
This was the result of ignoring the pain his body felt and the price that threatened his life as he tried to break the restraints and dispel the sorcery cast on the Punishment Room.
“Cough…”
Rihardt scattered blood on the parched earth.
Red clumps moistly soaked the brown land that had been without any humidity.
The man’s life was coming to an end.
The life that had been a green sprout not long ago was on the verge of crumbling.
【Mr. Rihardt.】
Then Roji’s voice calling him came to mind.
In his mind, which had grown hazy with pain, only her voice rang out clearly.
Ah, he remembered.
Why he had pushed aside all suspicions.
【Please call my name, Roji.】
Yes. That was it.
He didn’t know the reason. But somehow, he had wanted that maid to call his name even one more time.
Why? He couldn’t answer that question.
…What was so important about such a trivial thing?
He had been abandoned.
Though he had said so many times not to betray him, Roji had coldly cast him aside.
And she nonchalantly told them to lock him in the Punishment Room.
Foolish and foolish.
He was trapped in the cursed land, unable to move forward.
That’s when it happened.
“Oh my.”
A voice filled with pity came from above his head.
Rihardt tried to raise his body in surprise.
However, the man ruthlessly stepped on Rihardt’s shoulder with his foot, preventing him from getting up.
“Cough….”
Blood gushed out once again.
“No need to get up.”
Rihardt frowned.
Surely there had been no one else in this land besides himself.
Yet there was a person here. And he hadn’t noticed until they came right up to his nose.
“You seem curious about who I am. You’ll find out someday. We were destined to meet.”
Destined to meet.
What did that mean?
He wanted to ask, but blood was boiling in his throat and his voice wouldn’t come out properly.
However, the man he was seeing for the first time had an understanding expression.
Rihardt examined the man.
The man with black hair and black eyes had a cold impression.
“I’ve been searching for you for a long time.”
The man uttered words that Rihardt couldn’t understand.
“A very long time.”
“….”
“Finally, I’ve met you.”
The man looked at Rihardt with eyes filled with ecstasy.
“Now I can finally meet you.”
Finally met.
Finally can meet.
These were completely contradictory statements.
However, the man seemed unconcerned whether Rihardt understood or not.
“I’ll save your life.”
“….”
“Honor, power, wealth—I’ll give you everything.”
“….”
“In return, you just need to give me one thing. You understand, right?”
One thing?
“I don’t have ‘that.’ But I can give you everything else I’m capable of giving.”
Whether honor, power, or wealth.
These were things that weren’t important to Rihardt.
“Don’t you want to live?”
Living. Only that was important.
The man asked as if he knew what Rihardt wanted most.
Rihardt had to live.
He desperately wanted to live.
He wanted to live and stand before Roji again.
So with his torn and bleeding throat, he opened his mouth.
“What do I need to give you?”
The man smiled slyly. Soon the man’s mouth opened and whispered.
Rihardt looked at him as if he couldn’t believe it.
“The loss is temporary. You’ll soon have everything. I’ll make it so.”
“…I don’t know where that confidence comes from.”
“So will you agree to the deal?”
Rihardt thought for a long time about ‘that thing’ the man had asked for.
Eventually, a blue gleam shone in his eyes.
“I agree to the deal.”
The man smiled with satisfaction.
And he extended his hand toward Rihardt.
Rihardt looked at the man and asked.
“Who are you?”
The man pondered Rihardt’s question for a moment before answering.
“A savior.”
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“Get out! Get out right now!”
As soon as I entered the room, the woman screamed without even looking at me.
“Ah!”
The woman immediately grabbed whatever she could and threw it, so I ended up getting hit in the head with a vase.
The woman flinched as if this was an unexpected result, but she looked at me with venomous eyes.
“Get out right now.”
…What a temper.
Why do all these nobles have such terrible personalities?
I held my head where the vase had hit me and looked at the woman, Michelle.
【The new girls who come here all get fooled by Lady Michel’s angelic face.】
I suddenly understood what the servant had meant when they said this to me before entering the room.
This delicately featured woman in the manor looked like she couldn’t kill even a bug.
…It seems even a life on the run isn’t going to be peaceful.
“See? What did I tell you? I told you to be careful of the lady.”
My head was killing me from the vase hit, and someone was snickering at me.
…Was this something I could have avoided by being careful? I wanted to retort, but unfortunately I had no power right now.
Well, what could I do?
Now that it’s come to this, I have no choice but to work hard.
No matter what this place was like, it wouldn’t be more dangerous than Count Evantes’ mansion.
The precarious days when I worried Rihardt might run away flashed through my mind.
No, to be precise, the days when I worried that if Rihardt ran away, my life would just snuff out.
“…What, why are you smiling?”
“Because I’m happy.”
“…?”
The maid looked dumbfounded seeing me suddenly say I was happy after getting hit.
Regardless, I was truly satisfied.
The lady I’m supposed to serve seems to have a somewhat—no, very—terrible temper, but surely she wouldn’t kill me, right?
Anywhere is better than Evantes.
“…You don’t have those kinds of preferences, do you?”
The maid looked at me with wary eyes, but regardless, I smiled.
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